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A V8 still sounds like a V8 even when it’s the size of a small dog. More here.
Yes.
Now if Iowahawk will only come up with an 1/8 size Coupe of Justice.
Posted by joe bagadonuts on 2007 03 05 at 12:20 PM • permalinkHook that baby up to the dryer. Or the lawn mower. Hell, I’d even put it on the dog to get his lazy butt off the couch.
Posted by Gary from Jersey on 2007 03 05 at 03:55 PM • permalinkHonda’s RC166 from the late ‘60s had a 250cc 24 valve in line six, redlined at 17,000 RPM.
The thing on full wick sounds like a biscuit tin full of angry bees full of amphetemines, held over an open flame and miked through Pete Townsends wall of Marshall amps.
(I heard one doing a lap of the Isle of Man TT circuit in ‘85, and it was deafening, and fast- 140mph down Creg N’Bar, with a frame made out of udon noodles held together with dreid wasabe’). Mike Hailwood used to ride one, the loony.)
#4- Guzzi built a dustbin faired 500cc V8 in the ‘50s, very fast.
Laverda built a 1000cc shaft-driven V6 in the late ‘70s, very fast but not really suitable for endurance racing (it’s designed class) as it used to snap titanium driveshafts at around the 10-12 hour mark. I took one for a spin on the Laverda test track at Breganze, and it’s possibly the most fun I’ve ever had with my clothes on- especially seeing as it was the only one still in running order, and worth over US$100,000 back then.
I can’t dl any of the videos, for some reason, but if we’re talking about “RC-airplane-type” engines, one of my more idiotic friends (from back in the days when we were ALL using drugs) had a V-4 engine, which would fit into the palm of your hand, set up on a stand on his workbench with the correct propellor and all, which he would use as a cooling fan for his brazing/welding projects….
Then there’s this fine company who make 1/4 scale big blocks, and even T Buckets and an AC Cobra (be sure to check out the video). Just the ticket for your junior Carbon Creators- imagine smoking the neighbourhood hippie-nates on their Schwinns as they ride door-to-door selling Al Gore carbon credits. No throwing empty beer bottles at them until you’re 18 though.
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My goodness! That sounds just like my husband while he’s sleeping.